Tian Shengli didn't dare to underestimate the child. Just like the little son of the Qi family who lived in the Guan family, he was obviously one year younger than his son, but it was different.

Steady!

It's so stable!

And that little girl?

At this moment, after listening to his son's words, Tian Shengli's mind subconsciously flashed Guan Ping'an's small appearance, and smiled thoughtfully.

Every time I see Guan Youshou holding the little girl, it seems that the child is delicate, but don't forget how this tun evaluates the pair of twins of the Guan family.

- His two children can be a strong laborer, and the thief is capable and sensible. Have you seen the herb team in our tunzi?

——The two children of the third family followed the third child. Don't look at them as small, they can work quickly. As far as the girls in his family are caught outside the house.

I want to get used to a few little girls in the family, but people can be more thieves than children with older farts.

- Don't blame the three and the other for spoiling their children. As for that little girl in his family, have you counted it? How many jobs did she secretly save in a year?

Moreover, Tian Shengli always felt that Old Man Zhao, including Old Lady Zhao, always avoided mentioning that little girl in front of him, intentionally or unintentionally.

It's not strange that a little girl can be pampered by her parents, after all, it's not, so parents will have serious patriarchal thoughts.

But she can make the older generation of Ma Liutun, such as the Ma patriarch, and the Ma Sanye, who is always expressionless, full of praise, then interesting.

It's really a very interesting father and daughter.

Tian Shengli touched his chin.

Do you want to mention it to the old chief?

"Ah sneeze~" Guan Ping'an sneezed three times in a row, rubbing her nose, and she immediately looked around: Who is calculating her?

The slopes of the open fields, and the fields where the crops have been harvested, are full of rows of curtains, and there are old and weak women and children carrying baskets back and forth.

Who is it?

"Did you wash the sweet potatoes in the morning and get frozen?"

Definitely not!

Hitting one is someone scolding her, beating two is someone praising her, beating three is sure that someone will calculate her again, and no matter how much? Is this freezing?

"Your daughter, I've never frozen. Guan Ping'an, who had his own set of theories, shook his head decisively and leaned over to Ye Xiuhe's side, "Mother, there must be something." ”

Ye Xiuhe, who was holding on to wiping the board with one hand and pressing the sweet potato with the other, stopped first and said with a smile, "Say that your grandmother misses you." ”

All right!

You win!

Guan Ping'an didn't dare to refute it anymore.

Her mother's wiping board was a simple tool of digging a square groove in the middle of a rectangular plank and attaching a sickle-head blade.

Although wiping dried sweet potatoes is a kind of skillful work, and usually skilled hands don't need to look at the blade, but looking at her mother's persistence in wiping the board with one hand and pressing the sweet potato with the other, she was stunned.

- Don't be careless, one accidentally cuts his hand while talking.

"Mother, I will last year. ”

"Go, go, go......"

While Ye Xiuhe was talking, her hands were about to start again, so frightened that Guan Ping'an immediately raised her hands, "Okay! ”

Ye Xiuhe suddenly laughed and trembled.

Dwarf oil!

Let Guan Ping'an tell the truth, it is better for her to do it herself. Not to mention that she did this job last year, even this year in the small gourd, she is not fully cooked sweet potatoes well.

Definitely not to mention that she is a girl, in addition to her strength, her skills are also proper. Why do you think you believe your intimate little padded jacket?

"You can help your mother carry it over to dry, but don't keep thinking about rushing to work. In the past, there was no way, and when the weather was good, I was afraid that it would become moldy. ”

Ye Xiuhe said, and her hand movements were not busy, "Bang bang...... The sound of "clacking and clacking" is constant, and you can see that you are an old and familiar hand when you listen to this sound.

There's that kind of "whoop...... The sound of "swoop-la" is still intermittent. It's not that the hands-on person is clumsy, and the person who loves to be lazy is deliberately slowly soaring.

And all around are the diligent housewives who are full of sunburned front and back yards and have no land to dry sweet potatoes, and they deliberately move to the fields while it is a sunny day today.

is also due to the presence of these grandmothers and aunts, Guan Ping'an is not good to rob her mother, so she can only wait for Ye Xiuhe to rub out a bunch of sweet potato slices, and she will carry them to her own curtain.

Life is easy, but it's also boring. Piles of fresh sweet potato slices need to be lined up one by one, often in a row for a day.

Still not as good as her little gourd. For example, last year, she could wipe it for a long time, and as soon as her brother left, she could immediately use the small gourd.

Can this year?

Alas...... This year, there are more of her brother and Mu Xiu staring at each other, not to mention, and the Tian family of three who are not far away, it can really be said that they are controlled everywhere.

5,000 catties of sweet potatoes are picked.

No matter how much she wants to pick up as many fresh sweet potatoes as possible to store them in the cellar for the winter, I don't know if it's because her family is the last to divide the grain, or if her father's mind is particularly good.

In short, the sweet potatoes that are distributed are good, and the ones that are exchanged are returned. Most of the sweet potatoes that were moved home were broken, scarred, or even rubbed off the skin when they got up.

This kind of can't be stored for winter, and if you want to keep it for a long time, you must dry it into dried sweet potatoes. Of course, it would have worked in the basement, but it had already been filled.

It's just that even the sweet potatoes in the small gourd are outstanding, and they can't come to Chencang to secretly cross. Now there are sweet potatoes, but there are more than 4,000 catties that need to be dried!

It's really damning~

Obviously, I have endless varieties of sweet potatoes with better taste. Guan Ping'an, who was full of grievances, now just wants her to come over quickly and let her beat her a few times.

Take a look...... Not only did your daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law fall into the pit, but even your son and your little guests had to cook potatoes at home, cut them into slices, and then dry them on the roof.

Tell me...... How can you bear it?

So after being busy with the pig purchase activities of the farm, Guan Youshou was finally able to swing to the ground, and as soon as he spoke, "Come, let Dad take a look at your little hands." ”

Guan Ping'an's little mouth was deflated, "Daddy~"

"What's wrong?" Guan Youshou said, unable to maintain his indifference any longer. You must know that his little padded jacket has never been wronged because of his work and wanted to cry.

"Daddy~Many, many~"

Guan Youshou Zhan looked at it - there were indeed curtains everywhere, and some people even spread out their mats, and they were covered with sweet potato slices everywhere.

His daughter-in-law?

I'm still working hard, and I'm still wiping it hard~

I seem to have passed it.

No matter how much dried sweet potatoes there are, in addition to the boiled dried sweet potato porridge, and then the dried melons are ground into melon noodles and steamed nests to eat, it can still eat flowers?

"Rest for a while, Daddy. ”

How's that going to work?!

None of the old men in the tunzi came to help. Guan Ping'an shook his head decisively, "Don't!" Her father will be laughed at!

Seeing Guan Youshou stretching out his hand, Guan Ping'an was so excited that he immediately dragged her long legs!

It's a shame~

Guan Youshou almost stumbled to the ground.